They were hunting a viciouscriminal who, Blaine knew, would not hesitate to shoot him down at thefirst opportunity. He had climbed up onto the carriage of one of thegiant loading cranes. A helpless female so unable to defend herself that she bit his arm off. Hendrick must come to it of his own accord.
He could have killed all of us on more thanone occasion. YoU'll lose your net, he howled at Lothar. Side by side they peered down, and they could just make out the lightercolour and the contrasting texture of the canvas th There, parked behind the deserted rusting corrugated ironshed, was a black Ford sedan and as Hendrick approached it cautiouslythe headlights were switched on, spotlighting Hendrick, and he froze.
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